Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 5: Training room

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Jian Wushuang returned to the courtyard where he lived alone and locked himself up.

"Jian Meng'er, haha..." Jian Wushuang laughed to himself, recalling in his mind the past four years that he and Jian Meng'er had gone through together. The countless good things that had been there had all turned into nothing at this moment. The stabbing pain made him extremely heartbroken.

"Weak!"

"Yes, she is right. In the final analysis, I am still too weak!"

"If I am strong enough, stronger and better than Jian Meng'er, then Jian Meng'er will never dare to say such words in front of me today. With me suppressing her, Jian Meng'er will have no hope at all. Take charge of the sword pavilion!"

"Strength..." Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold.

No one knew what earth-shaking changes had taken place in his mind in just one day.

"Jiange, we will never allow any outsiders to get involved, not even for a day!"

"Two months later, before Jian Meng'er officially takes over as the master of the Jiange Pavilion, I must defeat her in a dignified manner!"

"Two months!" Jian Wushuang clenched his hands.

Perhaps for others, to be able to rise from a warrior who has just condensed his spiritual power to a level of sea transformation that can compete with Jian Meng'er in just two months is simply a luxury and impossible, but Jian Wushuang But different.

After all, what he practices is the Heaven-defying Kung Fu, the Art of Creation.

This is a technique that goes against heaven, so you should do it against heaven!

The Jianhou Mansion is located in Bashui County in the Tianyan Province of the Tianzong Dynasty. It is one of the few major forces in Bashui County and has always been focused on swordsmanship.

There are two major factions in Jianhou Mansion, Jiange and Blood Martial Hall!

These two factions have been fighting openly and secretly, and Jiange has always had the absolute upper hand before. However, since the disappearance of the leader of Jiange Pavilion, Jian Nantian, four years ago, Jiange has lost its backbone, and its overall strength has plummeted. In the Jianhou Mansion, The right to speak has also been greatly reduced. In the past four years, Jiange and Xuewutang have been at an absolute disadvantage in their fights, whether openly or secretly. Just yesterday, even the position of the master of Jiange was eliminated by the sword of Xuewutang. Meng'er was taken away.

"Jiange..."

Jian Wushuang, dressed in white and carrying an ordinary long sword on his back, walked to the door of the sword pavilion and looked at the gilded characters "Jian Pavilion" at the top, but his mood was extremely complicated.

After hesitating for a moment, Jian Wushuang stepped into the sword pavilion.

When Jian Wushuang appeared in the sword pavilion, a large number of disciples who were practicing swordsmanship in the sword pavilion couldn't help but look over.

"That's... Jian Wushuang?"

"It's him, this traitor. He taught many of the first-class swordsmanship in our sword pavilion to the people of the Blood Martial Hall. How dare he come to the sword pavilion?"

"Well, we can't blame him. After all, he was also deceived and used. Moreover, Jian Meng'er is in charge of Jiange, and he is actually the one who suffers the most. So, let's talk less. It's not easy for him either."

There were many whispers in the sword pavilion, and many of them looked at Jian Wushuang with pity.

The news that Jian Meng'er was about to take charge of Jiange had already spread throughout the Jianhou Mansion, and the news that Jian Meng'er had mastered all the eighteen first-class swordsmanship in Jiange naturally spread as well.

These first-class swordsmanship in Jiange have always been rarely taught to outsiders. Even the most core disciples can usually only practice one or two kinds. How did Jian Meng'er know these eighteen first-class swordsmanship at the same time

The answer is naturally coming out, it must be taught by Jian Wushuang. Because, in the entire Jiange, only Jian Wushuang started practicing swordsmanship since he was a child because of his father's relationship. His father had taught him all the eighteen first-class swordsmanship in Jiange.

There was a lot of discussion in the sword pavilion, but Jian Wushuang had an indifferent look on his face and walked directly into the inner hall of the sword pavilion without any pause.

In the inner hall, an old man in gray robe with silver hair was looking through a thread-bound book, but when he saw Jian Wushuang walking in, the old man in gray robe was slightly startled.

"Young... Young Pavilion Master?" The old man in gray robe felt a little unnatural.

"Mr. Hong." Jian Wushuang showed humility, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Over the years, these old people in Jiange have been working hard for Jiange, but because of his ignorance, the owner of Jiange changed hands, and was still in charge of someone from the Blood Martial Hall. Jian Wushuang naturally felt extremely guilty.

"Actually, I can't blame you for this matter. You are too young and don't have any scheming intentions. It is normal for you to be taken advantage of. None of the elders in my sword pavilion have any intention of blaming you." Mr. Hong saw the look in Jian Wushuang's eyes. Feeling guilty, he shook his head and smiled.

"If I really want to blame, I can only blame Jian Lan and Jian Meng'er. Their methods are too disgraceful, especially Jian Meng'er. I have met her a few times before, but I didn't expect that she would actually It's so deeply hidden, and she has such a scheming mind at such a young age. Her future achievements may not be trivial, so it's not too bad if the sword pavilion falls into her hands. "

"Jiange can only be controlled by Jiange disciples." Jian Wushuang said with great determination.

Mr. Hong was startled, but then he could only shake his head helplessly.

Deep down in his heart, he was also reluctant to let Jian Meng'er take charge of Jiange, but now that things had happened, what could he do? Just comfort yourself.

"Mr. Hong, I want to go to the human-level training room." Jian Wushuang suddenly said solemnly.

"Human level training room?" Mr. Hong was surprised.

The human-level training room is a unique training room in the Jiange.

In addition to the human-level training room, there are also earth-level training rooms and heaven-level training rooms. These three major training rooms have some promotion effects on cultivation. However, because of some shortcomings, few disciples come to practice here on weekdays. Indoor practice.

As for Jian Wushuang, he didn't even have to condense his spiritual power. What was he doing in the training room

Although he was confused, Mr. Hong nodded and said, "Follow me."

Soon, Mr. Hong brought Jian Wushuang to a secret room.

"Young Pavilion Master, you also entered this human-level training room to practice four years ago. You are also aware of the environment here, so don't force it. If you can't bear it, come out quickly." Old Hong warned.

"I will be measured." Jian Wushuang nodded, and then stepped directly into the secret room.

The simple secret room did not have any decorations. As soon as he stepped into the secret room, he was immediately oppressed by a terrible force, making Jian Wushuang feel as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and it became very difficult to move and move.

This force is the unique gravity of the human-level training room. This gravity is extremely strong. Under this gravity, every move a person makes in the secret room will be several times more difficult. Even if he wants to stand, he must You have to rely on spiritual power to forcibly resist this gravity, but in this case, the consumption of spiritual power will be astonishing.

Under normal circumstances, an ordinary warrior at the first level of the spiritual realm, even if he is just standing in this human-level training room, can support half a cup of tea at most before his spiritual energy is exhausted. If he practices in a human-level training room In swordsmanship, the speed of spiritual power consumption will be even more exaggerated.

"let's start."

Jian Wushuang's expression was indifferent, and the long sword behind him had been unsheathed.

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